Only Her Read Online Lucy Darling

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
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“Abigail, when you and Martine are done, stay on the line.”

“Of course, sir.” They say their goodbyes, and I give Emily a look. She continues to stand at the end of my desk.

“Did you need something else?”

“No, Mr. Kane.” She turns, heading out of my office. I watch her go, wondering if it’s right that she freely comes in and out of my office, always shutting the door. I’ve never given it much thought before now. How would I feel if Kennedy let a man do this? When I’m hit with instant anger I have my answer. I make a mental note to correct Emily’s behavior.

“You know what I have here?” I ask Abigail.

“I knew this day would come.” I could hear the excitement in her voice as I finally sign the contracts. It’s done.

“You had a hand in this. Don’t be surprised when a large deposit hits your bank.”

“Kane.” She gasps. “That’s not necessary.”

“It is, and it’s already being done as we speak.” She not only deserves a cut, but happy employees who feel as though they are a part of the team are loyal.

“Thank you.”

“Try not to kill Martine. I see potential in him.”

She laughs. “I agree.” She pauses for a moment. “I don’t want to step out of line here, but you’re not as excited about this as I thought you’d be.” She's right. Where is the normal thrill I get after something like this?

“Been busy wedding planning. It’s only a few days out.” I use that excuse, and she buys it before hanging up.

My mind drifts to Kennedy again. It has been a habit of mine since I first laid eyes on her. I thought if I made her mine, tasted her, got her underneath me calling out my name in pleasure this obsession would cool off some. I don’t think it will ever fully go away, but I need to control it. It can’t control me.

I grab the back of my neck. After that kiss it has only gotten worse. I’d heard of wet dreams but I was lucky to never have that embarrassment in my childhood. They are here now. One has woken me up every night since that kiss. I reach down, adjusting my hard-on before I hit the intercom.

“Email me Kennedy’s full schedule.”

“Okay, but is there something I can handle for you? I know that—“

I cut her off. “Yes, you can do something for me. Email me the schedule.”

When my email dings with the schedule, I’m hit with that familiar thrill. But this time it isn’t from a business deal.

I pull up the schedule and check the notes from the security guard I have on Kennedy. He updates them consistently. He’s been well worth his pay. I’d pay him triple if I had to.

I pause, looking at the time. She’s with my mother. Why? How come my mom hasn’t mentioned that they were going out? I pick up my phone to call her but stop myself. That would be way too fucking obvious. I grit my teeth thinking it over for a minute before I alert my driver that I’m coming down. I’ll have to come up with another plan of action if I want to see her.

I am rather good at them when they involve something I want more than anything else… Kennedy.

8

Kennedy

“Mrs. Kane!” I shout but immediately put my hand over my mouth. I forgot that we are in a department store.

“I told you to call me Evelyn. If it’s too hard to remember, you could always call me Mom.” She smiles, handing me the lingerie before letting the curtain in the dressing room fall back closed. I stand there for a moment thinking about her telling me to call her Mom.

She didn't look like she was joking. Evelyn is a mom in every sense of the word. I’ve only spent a handful of hours with her, and I can already tell. I wonder what it would have been like to grow up with a mom like her. One that loved you unconditionally. One who didn’t criticize everything you did or wore.

Kinley and I have always had a special bond since we were little girls. It’s always been us against the world. Not only because we are sisters and love each other. But because we trust each other. We knew that we would always be there for each other and would never do anything cruel or mean to one another.

I hold up the white lingerie that Evelyn gave me. We were supposed to be looking at shoes. How did I end up in this dressing room with my soon-to-be mother-in-law picking out lingerie for me?

“You gonna try it on?” my sister asks. I can tell she is trying to fight a laugh. I pull the curtain open and glare at her.


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